Hearing Han Feng Was Venerable Yao's Disciple

"Oh?" Huo Yuhao tapped his fingertips lightly on the table. "It's those two again!"

Hu Gan continued, "Han Feng must have had some incredible stroke of luck to break through to the Dou Zong. Afterwards, he used his status as Seventh Grade alchemist to gather a group of powerful individuals. There were quite a few Dou Zong experts among them, including Mo Tianxing, Old Man Ying Shan, and the Earth Demon Old Ghost —at least five Dou Zong."

"Five Dou Zong— " Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Isn't Han Feng Sixth Grade alchemist? How did he become a Seventh Grade Dou Zong after breaking through?"

"Han Feng is, after all, a disciple of the legendary Venerable Yao," Hu Gan explained. "Back when he was Dou Emperor, he had a certain success rate in refining Seventh Grade pills—"

Crash!

Suddenly, a cracking sound rang out as the wood burst open, and the entire conference table shattered.

Huo Yuhao withdrew his finger and said expressionlessly, "I'll handle their matter personally in a while!"

"This—" The elders all turned their heads, as it was the first time they had seen Huo Yuhao so out of control, and they couldn't help but speculate in their hearts.

Huo Yuhao raised his right hand, manipulated the air, and pieced the broken table back together. Then he extended his right index finger and gently tapped the table. A Dou Qi quietly flowed into the table.

In a few moments, the conference table was intact again. Huo Yuhao withdrew his right hand. "Is there anything else?"

At this moment, Great Elder Su Qian, who had been silent until now, sighed, a hint of helplessness on his face. "Chief, there's also a problem in the Inner Academy."

"What is it?" Huo Yuhao looked at him.

Su Qian shrugged with a wry smile, "The Inner Academy's selection process ended a long time ago. But—I've been holding back, not letting any new students enter the Inner Academy."

"Why?" Huo Yuhao, somewhat surprised.

"Sigh," Su Qian sighed, pointing out the window, "It's all because of you, Chief! You've transformed the Outer Academy so well! Spiritual Formation, cultivation-accelerating formations, medicinal cuisine—"

"The cultivation environment in the Outer Academy is now far superior to that in the Inner Academy! If I were to directly bring them into that old place in the Inner Academy," wouldn't they rebel?"

Su Qian paused, giving Huo Yuhao some time to think, "Furthermore, some well-informed senior students in the Inner Academy, after learning about the current conditions in the Outer Academy, are also strongly protesting! They hope to improve the environment in the Inner Academy!"

"I've already taught the vice dean about these formation-related skills." Huo Yuhao was somewhat puzzled. The Inner Academy lacked facilities; why not just build them? Why hold a meeting to discuss it?

Hu Gan said somewhat apologetically, "I... really don't have much talent when it comes to array formations. A few days ago, I tried to help the Inner Academy set up Spiritual Formation, but I didn't succeed even once. The Magic Core, ores, and other materials needed for setting up the array are almost all used up."

"Fine, I'll do it!" Huo Yuhao rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

After the meeting, Huo Yuhao stood by the lake and took out his communication Spirit Artifact.

"Teacher! I met a man named Han Feng in the Black-Corner Region," Huo Yuhao said in a deep voice.

Silence fell, and for a long time no sound was heard except for the continuous buzzing sound of spatial fluctuations.

A long time!

"Huo Yuhao, you guessed right! He is my first disciple, and also—the one who caused me to end up like this!" A voice, tinged with difficulty, rang out from the other side of the pendant.

"Teacher! I understand!" Huo Yuhao hung up the Communication Spirit Device.

Black-Corner Region, Demon Flame Valley.

"Sect Master! Why do we have to get involved in this mess?!" Elder Qi Shan of the Black Emperor Sect looked somewhat flustered, and cold sweat even seeped from his forehead.

From noon today, he had a very bad premonition. Now, he discovered that the people from the Soul Hall were nowhere to be found, so he...

They couldn't hold back either.

"We have no past grudges with the Jia Nan Academy, nor any deep-seated hatred for them! Why should we entangle ourselves with Demon Flame Valley and Soul Hall, and provoke that behemoth?" Qi Shan's tone was pleading.

Mo Tianxing, with his back to him, gazed at the gloomy sky over Demon Flame Valley outside the window and let out a heavy sigh, "Elder Qi, do you think we still have a choice?"

He turned around, his face filled with helplessness and a hint of ruthlessness. "If we don't join this so-called Anti-Canaan Alliance, Demon Flame Valley and Soul Hall will be the first to target our Black Emperor Sect!"

He clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white. "Moreover, Jia Nan Academy, relying on its strength, has forcibly coerced all the major and minor forces in the Black-Corner Region to sign city contracts, restricting our actions! Such aggressive tactics are worse than taking this opportunity to unite everyone and destroy Jia Nan Academy!"

"But!" Qi Shan remained worried. "Those two guardian elders of the Jia Nan Academy are genuine Peak Dou Zong! The Earth Demon Old Ghost of Demon Flame Valley only recently broke through to the eighth star thanks to Han Feng's pills! How can they possibly be a match for them?"

"The Soul Hall's Iron Protector and Xuan Protector personally guaranteed it!" A hint of unease flashed in Mo Tianxing's eyes as well. "They said they have a way to deal with the Peak Dou Zong from the Jia Nan Academy! They are Soul Hall Protector; they wouldn't come here to die in vain. They must be confident to dare to say that!"

Meanwhile, deep within a secret room in Demon Flame Valley.

Han Feng sat to one side with a gloomy expression, facing Iron Protector of the Soul Hall and Xuan Protector, whose aura was even more sinister and whose body was surrounded by black mist.

Xuan Protector's gaze, hidden in the black mist, was like a venomous snake, coldly piercing Han Feng: "Han Feng, if I don't obtain sufficient 'benefits' this time—"

His voice suddenly turned stern, "When you return, you will bear the punishment in the palace alone!"

"Damn it!" Han Feng was seething with rage. If it weren't for the fact that he still needed to rely on the opponent's formation—he suppressed his anger, lowered his eyes, and spoke with deliberate subservience, "Xuan Protector, please calm down! Please believe me! The value of this operation far exceeds the expenses you incurred! It's enough to make up for everything!"

"When the time comes, I only want that kid; everything else, whatever it may be, will be handled by the two protectors."

Iron Protector added sinisterly, "Xuan Protector, our primary target this time is the souls of those two Peak Dou Zong from the Jia Nan Academy! The rest are just extras!"

"Furthermore, if our plan goes smoothly, these powerful figures from the Black-Corner Region will all become our spoils of war!"

"Hmph! I don't need your interruption!" Xuan Protector sneered, his black mist churning. "I've brought all the soul reserves accumulated by the branch hall over the years! This time, success is the only option; failure is not an option!"

Iron Protector and Han Feng exchanged a subtle glance, both seeing suppressed dissatisfaction and resentment in each other's eyes.

Boom--!!!

At that very moment!

A deafening roar suddenly erupted! The entire Demon Flame Valley seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible giant hand! The secret chamber shook violently, and numerous cracks appeared on the walls!

Immediately following was the deafening roar of countless buildings collapsing and crumbling, accompanied by terrified screams from outside!

"Enemy attack--!!"

The expressions of the three people in the secret room changed drastically!

Smoke and dust filled the sky above Demon Flame Valley. Huo Yuhao's figure hovered silently.